Baekeland, Cherwood Borough.
When the crimson glow in front of her faded, Fors saw the familiar desk and the open notebook where she recorded her inspirations.
To her, such an experience was nothing new, but it still made her feel awe from the bottom of her heart.
This was a power that didn't belong to humans. Even a demigod couldn't do it!
I'll get the Spirit Eater's stomach pouch in two days. My Apprentice potion has also been digested … Finally, I'm going to become a Trickmaster. I wonder what kind of Beyonder powers I'll obtain … By relying on myself to complete the advancement, Teacher will definitely value me more. In the future, other than the potion formula, he'll definitely provide me with more or less Beyonder ingredients … I'm looking forward to it. I don't even know what the corresponding Sequence 6 and 5 are called. All I know is that Sequence 7 is Astrologer. Once I become a Trickmaster, I'll immediately write to Teacher … Fors felt that she was one step closer to escaping the curse of the full moon.
At that moment, she heard a series of hurried footsteps approaching from afar. Finally, it turned into a clanging sound as the door opened.
Xio is out again. She sure is busy. Fors sighed silently. If it wasn't for the 400 pounds she owes Viscount Glaint, we would be on vacation at Desi Bay.
After a long period of hard work, thanks to the increase in her strength, certain missions that she couldn't complete in the past had become simple. In addition, she would occasionally receive small missions that paid well from the golden-masked man. Xio had already raised her savings from 110 pounds to 320 pounds. She was only 80 pounds away from paying off her debt.
Actually, I can help her pay the 80 pounds first. Unfortunately, although she's not tall, she has a strong pride … Fors reined in her thoughts and began considering the matter that Mr. World had entrusted her with.
As a doctor and an author, she didn't know much about radios or even machinery. She usually didn't pay attention to the relevant content in the newspapers, so she had no idea where to buy the radio transceiver that Mr. World wanted.
A department store? I don't think so … Ah right, Aville writes science fiction. He should know quite a bit in this area. Fors quickly found someone to consult.
But she immediately had a new problem. Should she visit him directly or write a letter to ask?
Glancing at the reclining chair covered with a thick, soft blanket, and smelling the aroma of coffee and tobacco in the room, she felt a slowly wriggling warmth. Fors's motivation to go out slowly dissipated.
"I'm not familiar with him. I shouldn't pay him a visit." She muttered as she sat down and unfolded the letter.
…
City of Silver, Berg household.
Derrick opened his eyes, waking from his pretend sleep.
According to his original plan, he should have held the sacrificial ritual now and sent out the Spirit Eater's stomach pouch. However, the words of "The Hanging Man" reminded him, making him decide to be more cautious and observe more.
Hmm … I'll first gather all the ingredients that Mr. The Hanging Man wants and complete the sacrifice in one go … After a few seconds of silence, he attached the Axe of Hurricane and headed straight for the steeple.
He first checked the information of the items available at the merit exchange point, but he wasn't in a hurry to complete the transaction. He planned on heading to the underground market to take a look after the lightning in the sky lessened.
Derrick went up to the third floor and headed straight for the mythical and ancient classics section of the library. Filled with hunger, he searched for valuable knowledge that he hadn't learned before.
Suddenly, he saw a book with a hard yellow cover.
"Giant King's Court: Book of Blackrock: A Handwritten Collection."
A record passed down directly from the Giant King's Court? I wonder if there's any content related to Kings of Angels … Derrick reached out and pulled out the book, discovering that it was bound with brown monster hide.
At this moment, on the upper level of the library, Colin Iliad, who was wearing a linen shirt and a brown coat, was standing silently, looking down.
His ungroomed white hair was gently blown by the wind that blew in through the window. His light blue eyes were deep and reserved.
…
Wednesday, January 12th, 5: 40 p.m.
The sky was dark, and the clouds were rolling. Dark blue waves rose and fell, rising and falling.
The White Agate bobbed up and down in this scene of an impending storm, like a toy in the hands of a giant.
This is the sea. No matter how powerful one's strength is, it will appear insignificant in front of it. Dhaniz stood by the window and admired the scene outside. Fortunately, we're about to arrive at the City of Generosity.
After leaving Bansy Harbor, the White Agate's voyage had been rather smooth. With the help of the wind, its speed had stabilized at 15 knots. Therefore, it only arrived at Tiana Harbor a little later than scheduled, completing the entire journey half a day earlier than usual.
This also meant that the White Agate, which was scheduled to arrive at the City of Generosity on the morning of the 13th, would arrive at the harbor on the evening of the 12th.
Upon hearing Dhaniz's wistful words, Klein only glanced up at him before retracting his gaze and continuing his thoughts.
The more he played the role of German Sparrow, the more he had to force himself to act in accordance with his persona, and the more deeply he realized what kind of person he was. When faced with different situations, the choices he really wanted to make were different from those of German Sparrow.
For example, he would normally respond to Dhaniz and chat with him about the weather at sea and the disasters brought about by the terrifying storms. However, German Sparrow wouldn't do that. He would definitely treat him coldly and restrain himself in silence.
The more such contrasts there are, the more I understand myself. Klein sighed from the bottom of his heart.
This was an experience he didn't have when he acted as a private detective, Sherlock Moriarty. This was because back then, he didn't need to disguise his personality. All he needed to do was be himself.
I feel like I've digested a little of my potion … However, German Sparrow has something in common with me. At the very least, when I chose to disembark the ship and enter Bansy Harbor to save him, I completely overlapped with this identity. There's no difference … Of course, it can also be said that I've added a persona to a certain extent. Beneath the gentlemanly and craziness is a kind, brave, compassionate, and sentimental heart. Heh heh, I shouldn't praise myself. If I had known that Bansy was Binsy, I-I would've most likely chickened out … Not necessarily. At the very least, the danger I divined back then was within an acceptable range … Klein thought in a self-deprecating manner.
This made him increasingly aware of a problem. Although acting as a purely fictional person could help him digest the potion, in order to speed up and improve his progress, he needed to replace an existing identity, obtain the affirmation of the other party's interpersonal relationships, and feel the corresponding emotions. He needed to immerse himself but not lose himself in it.
Become anyone, but ultimately return to himself? And obtain feedback from the corresponding personnel? Klein looked at the pale yellow carpet as his mind raced.
Seeing that German Sparrow didn't respond, Dhaniz spread his hands in exasperation, feeling suffocated.
Apart from making me do some servant work, this crazy fellow is great in other aspects. There's only one thing about him. He doesn't like to speak and has a communication barrier. If this continues, I'll definitely go crazy … Fortunately, I'm finally reaching Bayam. I can finally be free! Dhaniz felt that sooner or later, he would develop the habit of speaking to himself in similar silence.
After a while, he saw German Sparrow look up and smile.
"You can tell me about the pirate contact points in Bayam."
… Dogsh * t! It's better if you don't speak! Dhaniz's expression contorted.
Whoosh!
At 6: 15 in the evening, before the storm arrived, the White Agate smoothly entered the harbor and arrived at the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, the City of Generosity, Bayam.
This place was also known as the Spice Archipelago. There were all kinds of exotic spices, and plantations in this area were the mainstay of the economy.
Among them, the Blue Mountain Island, where Bayam was located, occupied more than half of the archipelago's land area. There were gold, silver, copper, coal, iron, and other mineral deposits. It had a high forest coverage, a variety of fruits, and the land was exceptionally fertile. It was precisely because of this that the first colonists named the city they built by the sea "City of Generosity," believing that it was a land of treasures promised by the gods that flowed with milk and honey.
Klein carried the suitcase that Dhaniz had packed, left Room 312, and entered the corridor leading to the deck.
As expected, he met Donna's family and Cleves and the others.
After being frightened, the siblings were still a little afraid of Klein. They hid behind their parents and bodyguards, not daring to speak, like deflated balloons.
Klein nodded slightly as a greeting.
At that moment, Urdi Branch hesitated for a second before taking half a step forward.
"Mr. Sparrow, will you be staying in Bayam?
"If I want to hire, no, ask for your help, how should I contact you?"
As expected of a businessman with a spirit of adventure. Even if he's afraid, he still wants to befriend someone with Beyonder powers … Klein thought for a moment.
"What newspapers are there here?"
"The archipelago is mainly popular with the Sonia Morning Post and the News." Urdi didn't need to think to give the answer.
"Place an advertisement in the Sonia Morning Post for three consecutive days to buy Damir's special cured meat. Leave your address, and I'll look for you. If I don't show up after three days, it means that I've gone out to sea again." Klein cautiously gave him a one-way contact method.
"Alright." Urdi exhaled and smiled.
Cleves and the others expressed their gratitude once again and left the cabin in an orderly manner.
Seeing that the gangway was in sight, Donna suddenly slowed down and shrank back to Klein's side. She looked up and bit her lip.
She looked up, bit her lip, and said, "Uncle Sparrow, since that kind of power is bound to bring danger and madness, w-why did you choose it?"
She had thought about this question for a long time before she finally mustered the courage to ask.
Klein was stunned for a moment before he instinctively smiled.
"For a dream."
Then, he lowered his voice and spat out two words.
"And, to protect."
Protect … Donna muttered the word in a daze as she quickened her pace and caught up to her parents.
After watching the Branch family leave the White Agate, Klein retracted his gaze and said to Dhaniz beside him, "You're free."
"You're free."
Ah? Dhaniz was still a little unaccustomed to it.
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